Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Diwali

diyas
flame
moths
death
.
dry eyes
damp sky
bursting fire
rainbow blood
.
aroma of hope
ushered in stealthily
fugitive returns home
apologetic of existence
.
lying bare on the floor
to be touched kissed
hugged and loved
silently waiting
.
possess?
discard?
love?
kill?
?

4 comments:

sift said...

lovely!!

pearl said...

diyas
flame
moths
Hope

twinkling eyes
bright sky
bursting light
rainbow colors

Spirit of life
beckons loudly
eager to touch kiss hug
and to love the weary fugitive

Freedom
surge
light
eternal
?

Akanksha

Vinesh said...

to the festive
diya is light
to a moth
diya is death

or should i say, maut to the moth?

moochhi said...

I like the shape. well done! when the shape is so sharp, the words disappear.

have been reading some haiku. try www.toyomasu.com/haiku